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"Inocencio was in despair; he tried entreaties, advice, arguments, he embraced her without caring who saw him; he tried to infuse courage into her by appealing to her vanity as an artist; in short, he did everything imaginable to save his play. "The second act began. Clotilde had a few pathetic scenes.
"Bad news!" he said, laying his hat on a chair and loosening the cords of his cloak. Dona Perfecta turned pale. "They are arresting people," added Don Inocencio, lowering his voice, as if there was a soldier hidden under every chair.
"There you can visit the vilest places without any one knowing it," said Dona Perfecta. "Here we are very observant of one another," continued Don Inocencio. "We take notice of everything our neighbors do, and with such a system of vigilance public morals are maintained at a proper height.
"Why do you talk about killing? I want no one killed, much less my nephew a person whom I love, in spite of his wickedness." "A homicide! What an atrocity!" exclaimed Don Inocencio, scandalized. "The man is mad!" "To kill! The very idea of killing a man horrifies me, Caballuco," said Dona Perfecta, closing her mild eyes. "Poor man!
And clasping her hands, she dug the nails of the one into the other with such force as almost to draw blood. "Senor Don Inocencio," she exclaimed, "let us die there is no remedy but to die." Then she burst into a fit of inconsolable weeping. "Courage, senora," said the priest, in a moved voice. "Courage now it is necessary to be very brave. This requires calmness and a great deal of courage.
When the confession was ended Don Inocencio said to the wretched girl: "Are you sure that the person who came into and went out of the house was Senor Pinzon?" The culprit answered nothing, but her features expressed the utmost perplexity. Her mistress turned green with anger. "Did you see his face?" "But who else could it be but he?" answered the maid. "I am certain that it was he.
There she wrote the letters which her brother received every three months; there she composed the notes that incited the judge and the notary to embroil Pepe Rey in lawsuits; there she prepared the plot through which the latter lost the confidence of the Government; there she held long conferences with Don Inocencio.
"I have struck Senor Don Inocencio on the head." "The Penitentiary?" said Pepe Rey. "Yes." "Does he live in that house?" "Why, where else should he live?" "And the lady of the sighs " "Is his niece, his housekeeper, or whatever else she may be. We amuse ourselves with her because she is very tiresome, but we are not accustomed to play tricks on his reverence, the Penitentiary."
These poor people who sacrifice themselves with so little. Is it not so, Senor Don Inocencio?" "Our good Ramos here tells me," answered the canon, "that his friends are displeased with him for his lukewarmness; but that, as soon as they see that he has decided, they will all put the cartridge-box in their belts." "What, have you decided to take to the roads?" said the mistress.
"Senor Caballuco," said the canon, "it is not to be wondered at that gentlemen from the capital should cut out the rough riders of this savage country." "In two words, Pepe, the question is this: Caballuco is " She could not go on for laughing. "Is I don't know just what," said Don Inocencio, "of one of the Troya girls, of Mariquita Juana, if I am not mistaken." "And he is jealous!
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